The Curse [PM interest]

[incestsister]

With her 21 years Fiona was still a complete virgin. She was just a shy, plain girl and boys had never shown any interest in her. She hadn't shown much interest in boys either, having had some crushes but always watched those popular guys from afar. The most naughty thing she did was to read certain pocket books about people that simply met someone, fucked and moved on with their lives. Some times she played with herself as she read such stories in her bed, but more often.. she just enjoyed the story for the story.

Reading was really her thing. If she wasn't busy reading some big book for her study, then she was reading some fantasy story or something popular. She enjoyed books more than movies and she liked that she could just read in the privacy of her 'home'. Since she started to study, her home wasn't much interesting either: it was clean, it was small and it was affordable with the money her parents shared with her.

She didn't shop very often and when she did it was almost always to buy some new books. Today was no different, except that she somehow ended up at a bookstore she had never seen before. And that was weird as she thought she knew everyone in town.

The book store seemed old so it must have been around for quite a while and she decided to go in. There were several people around but as always she ignored those and started to browse the books. The popular books had the best presentation in the store, but she already had finished all of those. There were many books, some with interesting titles, some that she already knew, but eventually her attention was drawn to a book without a title on the cover.

The book looked... ancient. The kind of book that gives you the feeling that if you touch it, it will fall apart. Luckily it didn't, but instead it felt like an static shock went through her body. There was some flash of light and Fiona felt as if thousands of images flashed before her although it was over before she could focus on anything.

She did however feel that her pussy now was soaking her panties and that her nipples were hard as little rocks. She wasn't wearing a bra as her breasts were almost nonexistent and slightly blushed as the shirt she was wearing wouldn't hide their aroused state. She didn't look to see if someone was watching her, instead she looked at the book.

The front also didn't have a title on it and as she opened it there were words but nothing that she could read. It absolutely was not English, she couldn't even make sense of the alphabet.

 

[incestsister]

The man roughly held her pinned down on the bed. He was strong enough to keep her under his control with one hand while the finger of his other hand squeezed and pulled on of her nipples. His hard huge cock was deep in her pussy and she screamed as he seemed to split her in half. Her virgin pussy couldn't handle this but the man showed no mercy and thrust after thrust he claimed her...

Suddenly every sensation disappeared and was replaced by the beeping of her alarm and with a loud gasp Fiona sat up right. Her pussy was soaked with her own juices... her fingers were soaked quite the same. Never before she had experienced such a dream. It had been so erotic... and so real. Both her nipples and her pussy seemed to be on fire but not from the roughness of the man but because of her arousal.

The sheets of the bed seemed to stick to her body so she left the bed. She was naked, which was strange because even living alone she never slept naked. Her nightwear was on the floor next to the bed and she left it there as she headed to the bathroom. She turned the shower on and soon let the warm water cool her hot body. She felt lust like never before and she could still imagine the man fucking her virgin body. She could still picture him so well, his eyes, his hair, his smile, that he seemed completely real to her, although it was not someone she knew.

She took the showerhead and adjusted the setting slightly before aiming the water at her pussy that just didn't seem to calm. She had done this only once before and back then she had found it too rough on her flesh but this time it seemed exactly what she craved. It only took a short moment before she dropped the showerhead as an intense orgasm claimed her body. She prayed that the sounds of the water hid the scream that left her mouth.

Once her legs worked again she left the shower and started to dry herself. Still foggy from the dream and the orgasm, she didn't notice it until she looked in the mirror: on her chest two small hills could be seen. Still nothing the guys in her class would care about, but clearly more than there had been the previous night.

 

[saedo]

"Are you sure this Joffrey character isn't the hero?" Voxsyn inquired. "I find him very entertaining."

Bianca giggled, tossing her luxurious locks to one side so that she could look fully up at the man beside her. "No, Master."

Voxsyn shrugged. The tow-headed boy's bloodthirsty cruelty seemed delightful to him, but apparently his opinion was not shared. Even after all this time, he still found humans occasionally mystifying.

Voxsyn's attention was drawn away suddenly. The source was unfamiliar, but the tendrils of magic that now tickled the fringes of his soul evoked an old sensation.

Yes, very old. Not in at least a century had he felt this. The words themselves were even older, long forgotten in this age of machines and electricity.

He reached out and traced back the contact along the astral byways. The force behind the touch was weak, but so it must be close. Yes, within the city even. Easy to find.

"Mmmm," he murmured when he found it. Female, good. Young, too. Shy and gentle, too.

Innocent. He chuckled softly. Normally a human bold enough to invoke the words knew the risks and created defenses. This one knew not what she'd done, though. An open invitation for crafty old Voxsyn. Stepping into her dreams was as easy as stepping into a warm bath.

Voxsyn lingered a short while, tinkering with her inner thoughts. Oh, this had great potential. Normally he had to fight his way in, but he could do so much more when invited. She would require cultivation before he could truly enjoy her to the fullest, but oh, what he could do with her then.

He sighed contendedly as he returned to the here and now. Yes, he would begin work on this one soon. This Fiona.

"Master, are you alright?" Bianca's green eyes looked up at him with concern. "It was like you weren't here for a minute. And then . . . ," she trailed off, looking meaningfully at his lower half and the enormous bulge in his wool pants.

"Yes," Voxsyn purred. "I encountered something most stimulating just now. Something showing great promise. A new project. For me, but I perhaps you as well."

He gestured towards his lap. "Attend to me," he instructed.

Bianca grinned with delight. "Yes, Master," she acknowledged as she eagerly reached for his belt.

"We begin tomorrow," he declared. "You will show me how to find something called a 'Starbucks on Fifth'. I have someone to meet."

 

[incestsister]

As the Sunday continued, Fiona felt rather different than most days. She tried to do the homework she had been assigned but constantly her mind wandered to other places. Images of her dream flashed before her eyes, most of it already forgotten but her body still seemed to feel how the man in her dreams had roughly pulled on her nipples and split her pussy in two.

At times she realized her hand had traveled between her legs and was now stroking herself. She quickly ended such moments, even with the house completely to herself she didn't like to masturbate so in the 'open'. The words in her school books really couldn't keep her attention, not like they normally did.

Her eyes also wandered, constantly ending up at the book on the other table. The old, ancient book. She had no idea why she had bought a book she couldn't read. She couldn't even remember that she had, but it had been on her table when she woke this morning so she must have.

Eventually she got up and walked to the book. Hesitantly her fingers ran over it, still it looked like it could fall apart at any moment. She felt her panties stick to her and the small hills on her chest stretched her shirt somewhat. She felt strange today.

She turned around for another attempt to work on her school work when she noticed a candle standing on a book shelf. For a moment she wondered how it would be to use that item to deflower herself... and just as quickly she pushed the thought away. How could she be thinking such things...?

The day continued slowly and she got nothing done, except for another orgasm while she showered that evening. Again her dreams seemed filled with sexual encounters and perhaps it was best that she didn't remember anything from them.. but again she woke completely naked and her fingers drenched in her own juices.

She considered... well her body demanded an orgasm... but when she glanced at the alarm her eyes became huge and she rushed out of the bed. She must have forgotten to set her alarm last night. Quickly she dressed in the uniform her university demanded (it seemed smaller than normal) and headed to the bus.

Her skirt and panties stuck to her skin and she had the feeling all guys were staring at her. Her nipples got hard... and as she wasn't wearing a bra she felt even more watched. When the bus stopped in front of the Starbucks next to the university she walked in. Even when she had overslept for an hour, she did need her coffee to start the day.

 

[saedo]

The redhead looked up from her coffee as the unfamiliar duo sat down at her table. Confusion was writ large across her face, prompting Bianca to inquire, "Do you mind if we join you?"

Voxsyn waved a dismissive hand at her. Despite the rather sturdy frame beneath his expensive suit, his hands were slender and precise. Surgeon's hands, he'd once been told. The idea had amused him. He'd had his hands inside many a human body over the years, but never to stitch it together. Usually the exact opposite.

"Of course she does," he declared matter-of-factly. "She doesn't know why, of course, but she craves our presence."

Voxsyn leaned forward slightly. Even seated, he still had a significant height advantage over the two females. He slipped his sunglasses down his nose to peer directly into the young woman's eyes. Most who had the experience would report his gaze as intense, but with a curious twinkle Those with the temerity to match it for more than a few seconds would describe it as slightly unsettling, as if he were peering deep into their soul. These would also say that his eyes did not twinkle, but rather flickered like a burning flame.

Bianca made her own, more superficial appraisal. The girl was perhaps a year or two younger than she, but the school uniform and the lack of makeup made her seem almost pre-teen. Her figure could nearly pass for that as well, the sultry vixen noted with a mental smirk. The redhead's blouse was only modestly dented by her bosom -- a far cry from the shapely orbs filling Bianca's dress.

Still, she wasn't without potential. "You shouldn't tie your hair back so tightly," she mused, pointing a bright red fingernail at the girl's ponytail. "You'd look better with it loose. And some color in your cheeks. And a smile. Such pretty lips." Tasty lips, too, Bianca guessed.

Before the redhead could muster a verbal response, Voxsyn placed a long, imperious finger across her full lips. "Shhh," he directed, his gaze still on her.

After a moment, he smiled. The teeth gleamed white and even, like a game show host. Or a shark.

Sliding his sunglasses over his eyes once more, he spoke in his deep, confident voice. "Oh yes, you are the one. You don't know it yet, but I've actually been looking for you a long time. A very long time." He paused to smile that same friendly -- yet predatory -- grin. "Good thing you called out to me."

"More will become clear in time when you are ready. For now, trust that you will want to do whatever I say, so best not to struggle against that instinct."

He tilted his head, amused at some inner thought. "Funny how these things work, isn't it? Because you called out to me, I already know you better than perhaps anyone. Your needs, your desires, your lusts . . . . But because the connection doesn't work that way, I still don't know your name."

"I'm Voxsyn." His head nodded towards his voluptuous companion. "That's Bianca." He learned across the table slightly. "Now tell me your name, child."
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[incestsister]

At first Fiona sighed, although only in her mind, when others sat down at her table. She was used to being alone and early in the morning she preferred to be alone until she had enjoyed her first cup of coffee. Well.. if it was up to her she would be perfectly fine being alone for the rest of the day. Of course if anyone asked if the seats were taken, she would always offer the chairs up, allowing them sit rather than refusing them.

Since the duo didn't ask, her first thought was that it were two of the popular students that always had a knack of believing every place in the world belonged to them. As she glanced up from her coffee she immediately noticed that her thought was a mistake. She had no idea who these two persons were, but they didn't seem to belong at the university. Neither as a student nor as a teacher.

She wasn't sure how to react as the man spoke about her to the woman with him, nor did she know how to react to the woman talking directly to her. She often had that problem when socializing with other people, but these two just seemed... different than anyone else. Before she realized it she found herself slightly biting her lower lip as the man used the word 'craves'. While she was slowly sipping her coffee she indeed had 'cravings' although not for their presence.

Again... or still... her panties were soaked as she had imagining the bus ride to her, but in her mind very different things had happened on the ride. Her thoughts ranged from sitting on someone's lap while his cock was deep inside her to fingering herself standing in the small path between the seats while everyone watched her. And even here in the coffee shop it seemed to require her will not to bring her hand under her skirt.

Once she did realize she was biting her lip she quickly stopped that and a slight blush came to her cheeks. She always was quick to blush, something that embarrassed her (and of course made her blush even worse). As the man spoke, she didn't glance up at his eyes although she found herself drawn to try at times but she simply was too shy to go through with it.

Instead she forced herself to look at the woman instead, there was something about her that made it difficult to guess her age. She seemed only a few years older and yet something about her felt older. But even with her Fiona didn't dare to look completely up at her face. Anyone would be able to tell how terribly shy she was. Of course that meant her eyes seemed to linger on the full breasts.

Before today Fiona had never experienced a single lesbian thought before in her life and the truth was she mostly felt jealous. Guys would clearly notice these breasts, even when they weren't so openly presented as this dress did. But she also felt drawn to touch them, caress them, kiss them, taste them.

The blush on her cheeks grew darker and she listened as the man spoke to her. Still she wasn't sure if he really spoke to her or just simply had a monologue to himself. Hell.... she wasn't even completely sure if the two of them were really here of that her mind was again playing tricks on her as every word coming from his mouth felt so sexual.

Once he told her to share her name with him, Fiona knew she wouldn't. They were strangers, they were different and she simply was too shy. But even without her instruction, her mouth opened and the words came out. "I am Fiona... Fiona Foster."

 

[saedo]

'Fiona." Voxsyn rolled the syllables around his mouth as if tasting them. " Good. Very good. "

His hair had a hint of silver, but his face was almost pristine and unlined, making his age somewhat unreadable. His handsomely visage smiled as it tilted towards the raven-haired beauty sitting next to Fiona. "This is Bianca. You two are going to become very friendly."

"I'm Voxsyn. You'll be getting to know me quite well, too, but not just yet." His eyes were unreadable behind the expensive sunglasses, but the presence of his gaze on Fiona's body was somehow still palpable. "You're not ready. Not for a while yet."

He breathed in. "Yes," he murmured. "Needs a bit of seasoning. A bit of . . . hands-on experience."

He turned to Bianca. "Give her a bit of practice. A couple of easy ones. You can pick them. But just watch for now. Playtime will come later."

Anyone looking in Bianca's direction would have had little difficulty in spotting Bianca's reaction. The two faint nubs making soft impressions in her blue dress swelled dramatically into two immense towers atop her full breasts. Her full lips spread into a delighted smile. "Anyone I want? Oh, fun!" she giggled.

Voxsyn's gaze switched back to Fiona. "You don't understand what's happening to you," he declared matter-of-factly. "You have many questions. You will get answers . . . eventually. The key thing for you to decide now is how to respond to these changes."

"You can try to fight it, but I don't recommend that. You have invoked forces far more powerful than you. To borrow a phrase from one of your pop culture heroes the . . . ." Voxsyn trailed off. "Whom am I thinking of, Bianca. Pale skin, half machine, traveled in a cube?"

"The Borg, Master," Bianca replied. "From Star Trek." She smiled softly. For all his knowledge, his grasp of human culture was always amusingly tenuous. Particularly as it applied to morality.

"Yes, yes, the Borg. As I was saying, as your Borg heroes always said, 'Resistance is futile.' So struggle if you want, but you will avail you nothing and merely amuse us."

"Things get easier if you just accept your fate and see where it takes you," he continued. "Your choice."

"Let's give Bianca an hour or so to scout things out. The library, I think. Every school has a library. Quiet, full of knowledge, lots of nooks and crannies. Good spot for a little fun."

Voxsyn rose from his seat. "Fiona, meet her at the entrance then. Bianca, you know what to do. I hav it other matters to attend to." He buttoned the jacket on his suit. The tailoring was exquisite, so it accommodated the broadness of his shoulders while also suggesting the narrowness of his waist. "I will see you again soon." He departed without further word.

Bianca looked longingly at the departing figure before turning back to Bianca. "Exciting, isn't it?" she inquired rhetorically. She reached her right hand over and laid alongside Fiona's jawline. "Oh, you and I are going to be good friends," she whispered softly. "I just know it."

Bianca flashed a quick smile before withdrawing her hand. "Okay, time to get to work. I'll head to the library and you can get off to class or whatever. Meet you at the library afterwards, 'kay?" She rose from her seat with enough speed to cause her prominent bosom to bounce noticeably. "Bye!" She swirled away with a swish of skirt that raised the blood pressure of many casual observers.

 

[incestsister]

Voxxyn gave her understanding of the situation too much credit. Fiona indeed didn't understand what was happening, to the point that she didn't even know how to form any questions about this. Her mind just couldn't wrap itself around this encounter with the duo. She stared at her coffee cup and wondered if there was something wrong with it or that someone was pulling a prank on her.

It was also very possible that this was still a dream after all. The man could impossible be real and the woman.. well, she looked more like something from an erotic movie than a real person. Not that Fiona had ever seen an erotic movie. The words about Star Trek didn't help the duo either in appearing more real. She had understood he referred to the Borg before the woman answered.

She had nearly missed the way Bianca called Voxsyn... what kind of name was that after all.. but a slight blush came to her cheeks as her mind registered the use of the word 'master'. Again something that seemed to come from some naughty movie rather than from real life.

Her eyes went slightly bigger as the conversation went to school, library and knowledge. She had nearly forgotten the need to go to class and another lesson would soon begin. But that look on her face was nothing than the gaze she had when Bianca laid her hand on her face.

And then suddenly she was alone at her table again. Still her mind tried to make some sense of it all, and failed terribly at that. She glanced at the time and saw that she could make it to the next lesson if she rushed. A lesson that would end after 50 minutes so in time for some meeting at the library. Not that Fiona believed she would go there.

 

[saedo]

"Ah, good, you made it," Bianca purred as she fell in step alongside Fiona. "When you didn't show up on time, I thought you might have bailed." The dark-haired beauty wagged a cautionary finger at her. "Not a good idea. But you showed, so goody goody!"

Bianca slipped her arm inside Fiona's and guided her into the library stacks. The close proximity caused Bianca's substantial chest to brush against Fiona; if the Bianca minded, she gave no indication. After a minute of maneuvering into the Non-fiction section, she halted the two of them.

"Our first one is just around the corner," Bianca advised. "But first, we need to make yourself look presentable. You're hiding such a pretty appearance."

Bianca reached into her purse and produced a small array of cosmetics. Despite Fiona's slight height advantage, Bianca had little difficulty pinning Fiona against the shelves. In rapid succession, eyeshadow, blush, and lipstick were applied with swift strokes. "Ah, better."

Bianca's gaze dropped to Fiona's outfit. "Kinda boring, but I'll see what I do," she frowned. Bianca began by unbuttoning Fiona's top until the upper curve of each small breast was just visible. "Not much to work with, but this will help." Bianca's fingers found Fiona's nipples through the cloth and gave them a quick massage. The substantial nubs swelled significantly and formed obvious dents in the fabric.

"Good, let's go!" Bianca declared in an enthusiastic whisper. Brooking no resistance, she forcibly guided Fiona to the end of the row and around the corner.

The pair entered an open space amongst the stacks that was occupied by a study table. A young Asian student sitting in the middle looked up from a stack of engineering books. The fluorescent lights gleamed off his glasses as Bianca guided Fiona to the table.

"Excuse me," Bianca whispered, "but we could use some help and you look like the friendly type. Mind if we sit?" Bianca didn't wait for a response, but promptly guided Fiona into a chair on the young man's right while Bianca took the one on his left.

"Now you see, my friend and I were having a disagreement, so we need some help settling it.See, Fiona here says she can get any guy off with just her hand in under two minutes, but I'm not so sure, so she said she'd show me. Then we saw you and knew you were just the one!" Bianca managed to inject a giddy enthusiasm into her voice despite the hushed volume.

The young man blinked in confusion. He looked back and forth at the two girls, his eyes flicking between their faces and their unbuttoned tops and back again. " Wh-what?"

"See, I knew he was the right one, Fiona," Bianca continued eagerly. From under the table came the sound of a zipper opening. The young man jumped, but Bianca's arm on his shoulder provided an effective backstop.

"Oh, yes, he's got a nice little cock, too," Bianca praised. "So smooth! Come give it a feel, Fiona while I start the timer. Remember: just your hands. Ready? Set? Go!"

 

[incestsister]

Fiona sat down at her usual spot in the classroom, somewhere in the back where she hoped no one would notice her. The female teacher was just about to start the lesson, as always wearing a short skirt that the female students would get in trouble for. It was not really a secret that most guys in Fiona's class had the hots for this teacher and she only seemed to provoke things further.

Fiona blinked once and suddenly heard Bianca's voice next to her. Fiona was shocked to realize another hour had gone by and that she now was standing near the library. She really couldn't remember what she had done the last hour or why she had come here. She blushed looked at Bianca but it didn't look like the woman noticed anything different about her.

As Bianca 'guided' her through the library, Fiona could feel she clearly wasn't wearing a bra. She could feel the hard nipples through the woman's shirt against her back and tried to ignore the feeling. She blushed slightly more when Bianca said she was 'hiding a pretty appearance', not sure if that was a sincere comment. She also had no clue what surprise was waiting around the corner.

Make up was something Fiona had never bothered with. Guys hadn't interested her that much and she believed that ones true appearance should be leading, not what ever magic tricks cosmetics could do. But she was too shy to stop Bianca from doing anything the woman wanted. Her eyes went huge when she felt the fingers grasping through the shirt. She couldn't help but let a soft moan escape her.

She listened as Bianca spoke to the asian guy and gasped to the extent she nearly choked on it when she heard what the woman had planned. By the look on the face of the guy he hadn't expected those words either. To Fiona, the worst part might be that Bianca made it sound like it had been Fiona's idea to do this.

She looked around, quite sure that everyone was watching them. Instead everyone seemed oblivious to what was going on, the few people that were present all were busy studying and reading. Something Fiona prayed to be doing instead of this.

"Oh.. no... I can't..." Fiona stammered, although it was unlikely that even the guy next to her could hear her soft mumbling. Already.. there was part of her that was curious. Curious to how it would feel... to hold a cock... to make a guy cum.

Her hand was slightly guided, but she wasn't sure if it was Bianca that reached to her and brought her hand to the little cock or that it was 'something' else that made it happen. She gasped when she felt him. Carefully she made a slight jerking motion, blushing as she looked at Bianca.

 

[saedo]

Bianca resisted the urge to laugh at the poor boy's expression. He looked like a terrified rabbit, his eyes darting back and forth from girl to girl. If she hadn't kept her hand on his shoulder, she was fairly certain he would have bolted.

Regular guys were so predictable in her experience. Most talked the talk about, but so few could walk the walk. If she'd polled tg to make students on campus, she expected that they'd all describe getting a hand job from an unknown pretty girl was an awesome fantasy. But faced with the real thing, they all got scared and panicky.

Fiona was little better. Bianca had picked a guy who looked to be modestly endowed and yet Fiona gripped his dick like it might bite her. Master Voxsyn was right; she definitely wasn't ready.

"You can squeeze him a little harder than that," Bianca coaxed, folding her fingers around the guy's shaft. "Just a nice bit of pressure as you slide along. There you go. Now get the rhythm going. A little faster . . . more . . . no, too much, dial it back . . there you go."

Bianca turned to the guy. He was still pretty freaked out, but clearly the feel of Fiona's fingers was dissuading him from resistance. "Ooh, you've got some stamina, don't you?" Bianca whispered encouragingly. "I bet you can really go the distance, big boy. Ooh, exciting!"

Bianca was pleased that the guy didn't bother trying to respond. He was breathing heavily through his nose and biting his lip a bit to avoid making any noise.

"Ooh, going to be close," Bianca continue. "Whose going to win? Just another twenty seconds . . . ."

 

[incestsister]

Guided by Bianca's words and assistance, Fiona found herself following the instructions. She still wasn't sure if this was really happening. To her it was also possible that this was some sort of day dream and that she was actually still in miss Jones' class.

As she stroked and jerked the guy, she felt her panties growing wetter. Her breathing also betrayed her arousal and she squirmed slightly on her seat. Never before she had done anything with a boy... and now this... in public with the risk of getting caught at any moment.

Every second seemed to take forever and even though the whole '2 minutes' thing had never been a goal, Fiona wondered if she could make it. But eventually the two minutes were up and Fiona needed 10 seconds more before the guy started to make some strange sounds and moves. She blushed and wondered if she should or could do anything to make the guy be more quiet.

She just sat frozen in place as the guy splashed his seed against the table and prayed his sounds weren't drawing any attention. To her it seemed impossible that no one would notice it.

 

[saedo]

Bianca listened and watched with undisguised glee as the random boy moaned through clenched teeth as Fiona stroked him off. The fear of discovery was keeping him pretty muted, but tg was clearly about to blow.

As if on cue, the boy grimaced and a few quick fluidic splats of sounded against the underside of the table. The boy sank into the seat as if exhausted, his face red with effort.

"Wow! So powerful!" Bianca praised. "You really needed that, huh?" She almost giggled at herself. Who didn't need a good orgasm? Or hell, even a mediocre one?

"Oh, Fiona, you made a mess," Bianca scolded as Fiona withdrew her hand from beneath the table. Her fingers had some sticky drops of jism clinging to them.

Bianca considered telling Fiona to lick her hand clean, but that might be exceeding her directions. Lord Voxsyn was rather particular about such things. "I'll have to take her to get cleaned up," Bianca declared. She patted the boy on the shoulder. "Thanks so much for helping out. You were great."

"Wait, don't go," the student began to protest. Bianca smiled at the look in his eyes. Having had a taste, he was already craving more.

"Sorry, big boy, we've got to go. You take care!" Bianca trilled on as she got Fiona to her feet and directed her into the stacks.

"Well, that's one down," Bianca murmured as she guided Fiona through the shelves. "How did you like it? Fun, huh?"

A pair of restroom doors appeared as they rounded a corner and headed towards an interior wall. Bianca directed Fiona into the ladies one. "Ah, here we go. Let's get you cleaned up."

 

[incestsister]

Fiona didn't react to Bianca's comment. Fun was not really the word she would use for what had just happened. She wasn't sure what word she would use however. As she walked through the quiet library she had the feeling everyone was watching and judging her. Her face was completely red and her fingers felt sticky and wet.

As she walked she felt her panties sticking to her as they were completely soaked and part of her felt even more aroused by the walk of shame through the library although she only felt humiliated by it and couldn't explain the hint of arousal that came from that.

She prayed Bianca couldn't smell her juices once they got to the restroom and was completely oblivious to the fact that her blouse was stretched slightly more but Bianca might notice that Fiona's breasts had grown somewhat more during the last few minutes.

 

[saedo]

"Not bad for a first time," Bianca encouraged. "Some room for improvement, but still promising. You definitely got a good load out of him." Bianca eyed Fiona, then added, "Though you might want to avoid letting him cum do much into your hand next time."

Bianca pointed to the sinks as she checked the stalls. "You go ahead and clean up. I'll go get the next one. Takes a bit more practice for the other, so best I do the fetching this time out."

"Good, we have the place to ourselves," Bianca declared when the restroom proved otherwise deserted. Not exactly a great locale, but it's private, so that's good. Give me 5 minutes. " Bianca left, her eyes gleaming.

~~~~~
It was actually more like seven minutes before Bianca returned. She offered no greeting because her mouth was currently embracing the lips of a brunette. She had a petite frame with a pear shape and thick thighs. Bianca expertly guided the girl inside and locked the door behind her. Displaying a surprising amount of strength, she hefted her new companion onto the sink counter, her naturally tan calves dangling freely from her skirt.

Bianca at last broke the kiss, her smile radiant. Somehow, her lipstick was scarcely mussed. "Ooh, I just knew you were a hot one. Those lips just say it all, don't they?"

The new girl blinked, her expression clearly bewildered. "What? I mean, here? I mean, I've never done anything . . . ." Her eyes locked on Fiona. "Who is that?!"

Bianca waved away the question as if it were silly to even ask. "That's Fiona. She thinks you're just delicious, too. We both just decided we had to have you, so that's why I came to get you. But Fiona has first dibs, so she gets to play with your pussy first, m'kay?"

The girl's eyes took a moment to register comprehension, whereupon she started to splutter. "What? I don't know about-."

Bianca interrupted her with a fresh kiss that went on until the girl moaned and broke away for air. "But I get to keep making out with you till Fiona finishes fingering you, m'kay? Good." Bianca turned to Fiona. "Well, hurry up then. Don't keep the poor girl waiting."

 

[incestsister]

Every instinct Fiona had told her to leave the bathroom and get as far away from Bianca as she could, but instead she stayed at the restroom. She cleaned herself at the sink, wondering how she could have done better than 'to let him cum so much in her hand'. It seemed a normal result to what she had done.

She blushed quite badly when she thought about what had just happened. Still most of it felt like a dream, a very sexual dream. The blush on her cheeks became darker when Bianca returned with another girl and Fiona shyly looked away from the passionate kissing the two of them were doing. She had never considered kissing a girl... no that was not completely true. At times when she looked at Bianca's lips she had wondered how it would be to kiss them.

Fiona felt invisible for a little bit until the girl noticed her and Fiona tried to make herself as little as she could. She gasped when she heard Bianca speak and if possible the red blush on her cheeks became even darker then her hair. "Wha... no... I couldn't..." Again it was very doubtful anyone could hear her quiet stammer.

She looked at the girl and then at her hand. A moment ago she had jerked a guy and now Bianca wanted her to finger a girl? It was very rare for her to finger herself and she had no clue how to make a girl enjoy. And yet, when she moved... she moved closer to them. "I don't know..." She looked at Bianca, hoping she wouldn't have to do this.

 

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"Oh, Fiona, you're such a tease," Bianca said cheerily. "Poor Amanda is-

"Miranda," the new girl interjected.

"Poor Miranda is in need," Bianca continued without missing a beat. "Poor girl is just aching for it and you're playing coy with her. Don't be such a tease!"

Bianca leaned closer and spoke in hushed tones so only Fiona could hear. "And Master Voxsyn said you needed hands-on experience. You should do as he said."

Bianca turned back to Miranda and resumed her cheery enthusiasm. "I guess today you'll get a two-fer. Aren't you lucky?"

Bianca grabbed Fiona's right hand by the wrist and guided up Miranda's skirt. The girl stiffened as the two unfamiliar hands slipped between her thighs. She moaned softly as strange fingers pressed against her panty-covered pussy.

" Ooh, already damp!" Bianca declared cheerfully. "Such a naughty girl." Bianca pressed Fiona's hand flat against the moist cloth. "Now give her a nice little massage," she instructed.

 

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Bianca was quite strong and easily held Fiona's hand in the place she desired it to be. There was nothing Fiona could do about, nor did she try however. Her erect nipples were quite visible, poking through the blouse she was wearing and her panties were so soaked that they became very uncomfortable. If she was alone she would have removed them, even though she had still a large part of the day to go at the university.

Compared to her own arousal, Miranda's damp pussy was quite innocent. Encouraged by Bianca's grip, Fiona's fingers started to explore the pussy of the girl. She had the feeling she got even more aroused from the force Bianca was displaying, although she didn't understand why or how. As her fingers teased, explored and played, it nearly felt the same was done to her own pussy.

 

[saedo]

Miranda hadn't known quite what to make of the situation. One minute, she'd been quietly studying in the library. The next, some gorgeeous girl with impossibly huge breasts was sitting next to her and speaking in a voice like honey. Somehow this beautiful stranger had Miranda eagerly making out with her in short order. Equally mysteriously, she now found herself perched on the edge of a public restroom sink with a completely different stranger's index finger teasing her pussy. How the hell had this happened?

Despite the confusion, Miranda couldn't deny that she was enjoying the fuck out these fingers. While the situation defied logic, the pleasure was very real. "Oh fuck, fuck, fuck!" she squealed as her arousal level approached critical.

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Bianca grinned. Fiona had resisted and resisted, but shoving hand into Amanda -- no, Miranda's -- crotch had seemed to do the trick. Already it sounded like she was about to blow any second now.

 

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Fiona felt Bianca's eyes and hand burn on her. In the hallway just on the other side of the door she heard other students walk by. If anyone entered now, there would be no chance to hide what was going on. The risk of getting caught had her very much on edge, every little sound was nearly enough to have her jump out of her skin. It would be so humiliating to get caught like this... and yet... part of her seemed to be aroused by the idea of getting caught.

Something else that felt hot against her touch was the pussy of Miranda. Fiona's fingers played getting wetter and wetter although she didn't really know how to offer the right kind of pleasure. Her own pussy also got wetter and wetter, despite it had already been soaked to begin with. Her panties no longer held the flood that had formed and she felt her own juices on her thighs slowly dripping downwards.

Her pussy seemed to crave to be filled... fingers, a tongue, a cock... anything. Never before the lust had been so strong. She turned her head and looked at Bianca, with some kind of plea in her eyes. Fiona didn't know what kind of plea it was. To have it stop? To have it finish? More?

 

[saedo]

The girl proved to be only modestly entertaining to watch. When her climax hit, she clenched her teeth and groaned. Her body trembled a little, but was otherwise undisturbed.

Bianca personally preferred partners willing to make some noise or at least move a little. The girl's muted response might be enjoyable for her, but it provided little satisfaction to Bianca. Where was the nice audio feedback

"Well, wasn't that nice?" Bianca declared gamely. "We really do appreciate your participation in our little experiment, Mandy."

"Miranda," the girl mumbled, her head lolling in the aftermath.

"Right, right," Bianca declared distractedly. "Well, we'll leave you to get cleaned up." She hooked an arm around Fiona and hustled her out from the bathroom.

"Whew, I thought we'd never get done," Bianca declared when they were amongst the stacks once more. "We have to do as Master commands, of course, but sometimes . . . ." She let her full thoughts drift off unspoken

Bianca turned to Fiona and a slow smile spread across her face. "Oh my, you really did enjoy that, didn't you? Your nipples look like guard towers." She reached out unbidden and put her finger gently against Fiona's left nipple to illustrate.

"They're bigger now than they used to be, yes?" Bianca stated. "That's usually where it starts. Sometimes the boobs go first, sometimes the nipples. But that's where the changes hit."

Bianca leaned in close, her prominent bosom brushing against Fiona's. "I'm probably not authorized to go too far with you today. He likes to get your blood fired up a few times before he starts." Her lips brushed against Fiona's cheek as she bent her head towards the schoolgirl's ear. "But if you want to touch yourself, I'd love to watch."

 

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It was quite the miracle that in such a crowded university no one caught them as the scene continued. Miranda wasn't making much noise but it was strange that none of the girls picked these toilets to visit. Of course it was quite the blessing to Fiona so she didn't give it much thought, having much more things to occupy her mind with.

She was happy when they left Miranda behind and joined the crowded hallway again. So many people around, it brought a blush to Fiona's face. She gasped when Bianca touched her nipple, feeling the simple touch all through her body.

"Well.. I want to touch myself, but..." Fiona found herself saying and instantly slammed her mouth shut as her mind registered the words leaving her mouth. She really had not meant to speak those words and quickly glanced around to see if anyone had overheard her. There were some guys looking in her direction... well in the direction of Bianca, so she didn't think they could have heard her.

"I mean I am very aroused.." Again her mouth slammed shut, what was happening? Why did she keep saying things she didn't want to say? Part of her knew the words were true, but that didn't mean she wanted to speak the truth. She became rather nervous about saying anything at all.

 

[saedo]

Bianca couldn't resist smiling. There was still an air of the pathetic about this one, but she saw glimmers of occasional potential. Master Voxsyn clearly saw something worthwhile in her.

"This way," Bianca directed. She guided Fiona down the hallway and opened the first door she came to. The lights were off, but sunlight from the half-shaded windows revealed empty desks and a partially erased blackboard.

Bianca pulled Fiona inside. "This will do." She positioned Fiona at the front of the room where a small lectern sat atop a table. Bianca lifted the lectern off and set it on the floor. "You can sit or lie down if you like," she declared. "Or you can stand. Whatever."

Bianca stepped back to get a wider view. "Now show me. Show me how wet you are." She licked her lips as she reached up to pinch her own swollen nipples. "Get off for me, Fiona. I wanna see you cum!"

 

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The dark blush Fiona wore on her face seemed to draw quite some attention from the people they passed. At least that was the feeling she had, although she knew it was more likely that everyone was turning heads because of the appearance of Bianca. She felt very humiliated and kept wondering why she couldn't control the words that were leaving her mouth. Never before anyone had seen how she played with herself. Most often she didn't even see it herself, letting her hands play covered by the sheets of her bed.

But the idea of playing with herself while Bianca watched... while the chance existed that someone would walk in... seemed to arouse her even more. And the truth was that her arousal wanted and needed to be cooled. Her nipples bigger and more erect than they had ever been before rubbed against the blouse she was wearing and felt rather uncomfortable.

Nervously she looked at Bianca, her mind at a fight with itself. Her fingers craved to play but to be watched..? Part of her made that even more tempting while another part was freaked out by it. She swallowed and sat down on the desk. She moved her skirt slightly out of the way and touched her panties. The thing simply was soaked in her juices and now more than ever seemed completely uncomfortable.

With difficulty she removed it and looked at Bianca. If only the other woman in the room would say that she didn't have to do this. A shiver ran through her body when she instead was told to cum. She moaned when her fingers brushed against her pussy and she prayed that the walls of this room would be thick enough to block all the sounds she would make.

Then her fingers started to play, started to dance and it was quite clear that this wouldn't take long. It also became clear that Fiona was unable to keep quiet. Every few seconds a loud and deep moan escaped her

 

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Bianca watched in mild agony as Fiona whipped herself into a frenzy. The young girl moaned repeatedly as she teased herself ever closer to release.

Bianca wished desperately to join in. Alternatively, she wanted to press the young beauty flat against the table and press her face between Bianca's own thighs. She felt a trickle of arousal escape her sodden panties at the thought.

But Voxsyn could be very particular about how a new project was handled. If he'd wanted Bianca to indulge her own lust, he would have said so. Disobedience was rarely wise around him. Bianca would have to content herself to watch.

Even that proved nearly enough to take Bianca over the top. Despite her demure appearance, Fiona climaxed with unexpected ferocity. Bianca's whole body tingled with desire just watching Fiona's throes of delight.

When Fiona's gasps subsided, Bianca leaned down next to her ear. "There, doesn't that fee much better?" she whispered huskily. "I really enjoyed watching. Perhaps we'll try something more next time."

Bianca stood up and did the best she could to repair her outfit. "I'm going to need a new bra after that," she declared. Indeed, she'd popped a button on her blouse already. This Fiona girl definitely had something.

"And when you wake up tomorrow, you definitely will." Bianca continued. "After a session like today, you'll see a big difference."

She smiled. "Perfect. We'll go shopping!" Bianca clapped her hands with excitement. "Ooh, that will be fun! I'm already looking forward to it. Ciao!" Bianca blew Fiona an air kiss before sweeping out of the room.